Sophomore year. I move back into a shared room with the same roomate. His regular absence on weekends is convenient. Alexa stays in the apartment with Chelsea and another girl but Shelby comes back to campus and the dorms… and the trysting room.
I am Cool Joe Sophomore on campus. I get lots of hugs and attention from the sorority sisters. People look at me like I’m some kind of stud! I’m updated on what everyone did over the summer.
. . . . .
Shannon sees me.
“well hello beautiful boy. Did you have a good summer?”
“I surely did. Are you still a virgin?”
“Of course sir! And I’m engaged!” She shows me a huge ring. “Wedding is in June, you’ll get a save the date notice.”
“You think that’s appropriate? Inviting me?”
She didn’t answer that. I think it would be wildly inappropriate, inviting a dick you’d had up your ass to your wedding. I’d attend though, you bet!.
“I suppose you’re on good behavior until then?” I ask.
She glares with simmering anger at my smirking face. “Unequivocally!!”
I start to get a hard on as she turns and swishes away. Black on white polkadot dress. Golden curls. Straight seams on her nude stockings rising up to… That ass is without a doubt one of the finest things I’ve ever stuck my cock in.
Two weeks after she asks me to go to church with her on Sunday. More about that later
. . . . . .
At a welcome back party I talk to my big sister Heather. Haven’t seen her in a while. She’s still graceful and gorgeous like a swan. She’s a senior this year. She’s getting serious with her boyfriend, a likeable philosophy major. I bring up sex, obliquely and she just says “we don’t do that any more, we’ve been together too long” She asks me to walk her to her car.
I get a deep good night kiss with energetic tongue probing. Then she starts feeling my crotch and when she discovers my rapid swelling, un zipping my pants. Her cool hand is on my hot rod, thumping with my heart beat. She orders me into the back seat of her car and her smooth hands bring me up to full readiness. She straddles me and hikes up the skirt of her sleeveless knit dress. She pulls her panties to the side and lowers down onto and then around my straining member. She rides me hard and her velvet voice is muttering in my ear and I have to hold back just long enough for her to cum and then I do too, gushing forceful spurts into her wringing vagina. Like before, she pulls her underwear right back in place and keeps my goodness all up inside her.
“Thank you little brother”
. . . . . .
I have a little get together with Jaimie in the trysting room. I tell her I missed her right as I’m about to cum. She confesses that If I wanted to be her boyfriend she would be really pleased. I tell her I’m here for everybody and can’t be exclusive. After that she keeps me at arms length and starts dating a frat guy.
. . . . . .
I see Jennifer during the first week back and my head does a double spin. She looks transformed! She comes up to me and her voice and carriage and whole demeanor is different. She’s sounds confident and assertive and proud and WOW sexy!
“Hi Kevin! I’ve been busy over the summer. I’ve kind of started weight lifting.”
Her body took up the same space as before but was way different. We sat alone in a corner of the quad and she brought me up to speed.
“I got rid of that guy and started working out a lot and lost a lot of weight. Ya, he was really abusive. I did my first competition a week before coming back to school.
“Wow, you look amazing. You really seem different” Her legs coming out of the shorts that were shorter and tighter than she ever would have worn before were toned and muscular and shaved. She was still wearing a characteristic baggy sorority sweatshirt but things that used to slouch down were now pointing up. She was phenomenal!
“I’d really like to try my new body out on you, We could go to my room right now! I’ve been thinking about it for a long time. You were so nice to me. I want you to enjoy the fruits of my labors.”
I skipped class.
She stripped like a bodybuilder in a competition. Under her sweatshirt was a sturdy, supportive but sexy brassier in blue satin and white lace. Her panties matched and rode high on her sinuous glutes. She turned her back to me and flexed her butt muscles and then her back muscles. She was a big framed girl but now she looked rippling and manly and a little frightening but aroused something in me, very much! And then she unhooked the bra and turned around and lifted the cups up and away from herself.
Damn! Her tits were like bowling balls! Like spheres of flesh with those big taut raw pink nipples.
“I lost a lot of weight when I got into working out and dieting and my tits just deflated. They just looked saggy and gross and I wanted them to match the rest of me so I got ’em done. 38F and the skin isn’t even stretched, just filled out.”
She stretched and flexed her arms and biceps and held a few poses.
“And my nipples still feel good.” She stared me right in the eye with her blue bullets that didn’t show a hint of tearfulness or uncertainty anymore. “I bet you wanna suck ’em”. I nestled into her chest and switched back and forth between those two knobs. Her tit flesh was firm, almost unnatural but her crinkly aureola and rubbery nipples definitely connected to her pleasure receptors. She moaned at my suckling and ran her fingers through my long hair.
My appreciation for her was growing. And so was my cock. Suddenly my clothes were coming off too and I’m on my back on the bed and she’s on top of me in a lustful rush. It’s terrific and terrifying. I feel small and mostly helpless but my dick is pointing out proud and strong and she interlocks us together.
She rides me. Her velvet tunnel feels sensational and her muscles are crazy strong and throttle my cock. Fortunately it stays good and hard and I exert myself punching it up into her.
While fucking hard and fast I suck her right nipple and areola into my mouth and cum in her tight muscular love tunnel.
“DdddGhaaaaa!!”
“more”
I’m catching my breath and wondering how much time I need to recover.
Here hands are quite rough from pumping barbells I guess and I avoid having them pull and squeeze my dick. I direct it towards her mouth and she sucks me in. She gives head slow and deep. Her blue eyes sparkle when she looks up at me, my shaft disappearing past her lips.
“Oh Jennifer, your mouth is amazing. I’m so turned on.” She sucks my balls which hurts a little but looks extraordinary. Her tongue comes out and bathes my cock and soon it’s rigid. I’m eager to do her again. “I want to fuck you. Your body is so amazing.”
“Do it to me again. I want it hard. Bend me over and take me from behind.”
I try to give her the rigorous, athletic fucking her new physique deserves.
I pound away, sloshing in her widened and wetted crack but after a while I wear out. My slim body isn’t made for this kind of exertion.
She tries fucking me with her tits. It looks great, my rod between her two orbs, greased up with some baby oil. Then she gets on top of me again, covering me with her body. It’s sort of like being fucked by a monster. I just lie still and she lifts herself up and down on my cock like whole body pushups. She’s sprinting for a goal and I hope I can get there with her
Her voice seems to have gotten a bit more ditsy. When she says tits it sounds like “Tets” and pussy sounds like “Pissy”. Maybe I’m thinking too much. I need to cum.
I finally blow my nut a second time looking at her six pack abs and feeling her vagina wring me out.
. . . . .
I go to Church with Shannon one Sunday.
She wears a dress and a slip and a hat, it’s that kind of church.
Her blonde hair is so perfect. She’s a total Southern belle. Smells intoxicating like a magnolia or a jonquil or something. I bet every square inch of her body is powdered. I couldn’t be more bored by the ceremony… whatever. I’m thinking about her body under all that prim Sunday finery.
“get up and stand in the back and I’ll meet you in two minutes” she purrs in my ear as I’m sitting there.
We go to an empty room during the never ending sermon and I take her in the ass. Nude stockings, ruffled garter belt, silk panties. She has something in her purse that she slicked up my rod with. We can still hear the preacher, through a speaker or something! She talks about her wedding and how she wants to set it up so that I will fuck her in her wedding dress right before the ceremony.
“That will be the last time,” but she wants to walk down the aisle with my cum in her ass. The idea of that is phenomenal but hearing her say it out loud while I’m pumping into her rectum makes me tingle, jolt and spasm uncontrollably and fill her with sperm. She sucks me clean when I pull free and gets all of the residual drips out of me. I kiss and lick her tongue for a share of the taste. We go back and sit in our pew once we’ve returned breathing and heart rate and flushed faces to normal and she re does her lipstick and gets it off of me. I bet some of my goo is leaking out of her butt into her white panties as she sits next to me in the huge Baptist church. Is anybody looking at us? Does anyone suspect? I know some of her red lipstick is around the base of my shaft.
. . . . .
I’ve barely talked to Christine all summer. She looks like maybe she gained a little weight but that just makes her tits and hips look fuller. I want to see her naked again. I want to see her face when she’s cumming again. I’d like that cumming to be on my cock. I’d like those tits to be in my face. Her nipples are still sensitive she says. I ask her if she wants another session with the flogger and she lights up. She also really wants to get with Elizabeth so I promise to talk to my Sorority Sister and see what groundwork Cindy may have laid for us when she macked on her at the formal last year.
. . . . .
So real soon I’m at a party with my sorority girls, my sisters, and I ask Elizabeth to dance. Her athletic body feels good up against me but we talk about Christine, actually about Cindy first.
“That was hot, I can’t believe I got it on at the formal, in the bathroom, with a girl!”
“I can only imagine”
“I think I know who you are talking about. Christine. She’s in my class. I’ve been checking her out. Big tits.”
“Ya, they’re awesome”
“I tried to talk to her once but she just mumbled and went away”
“ya, she has a huge crush on you”
“Well let’s get together then. You can facilitate I assume?”
They meet in my room. It’s like I’m not even there.
Holding hands, lacing fingers together. grinning and giggling, pulling and pushing back and forth.
“Not my type I didn’t think, but you’re really sexy. Your tits are awesome.”
Christine puts Elizabeth’s hands on her tits. “I Got dressed up for you.”
Suddenly they are in a rush to get one another’s clothes onto my floor. Elizabeth’s lean, sinewy body is naked in front of me and I get a good look. Her tan lines show white where her running shorts would be and I can see her sports bra crisscrosses in the back. Her skin is taught and her small B cup tits look firm and upward pointing. Christine finds out first hand of course. She gets to touch ’em and then suck ’em. Her pubic hair is shaved into a speedy little patch. Christine gets to touch and taste that too. I can tell my friend’s body has filled out a little, but her tits look stupendous and her skin seems smooth and soft. Her nipples have shiny silver rings piercing them. They look engorged.
Elizabeth leans down over Christine’s face and presses her hot gash to my goth girl’s mouth. Christine licks her cunt with gusto. I’m watching them 69 and it’s awesome! Elizabeth’s rocking hip action is unreal, a true athlete, going for the goal. Christine loves it too, I can tell by the look she gives me after the lithe blonde girl cums and moans and wriggles off of her.
“I’ve always wanted to try this. Does it actually work?” Elizabeth directs Christine into a new position.
Clam jousting. Or scissoring I guess they call it. The girls engage their split legs so that their vulvas jam together and their wet slits slide like wrestling snails. Elizabeth seems to be getting off on the friction but I can tell that Christine just loves seeing the scene before her. Hot blonde exerting herself in lesbian jock fashion on her slippery sex.
Bonking heads on bunk bed leads to giggling hilarity.
They are really turning me on and I’ve taken the liberty of letting my cock out for some air.
“look at Kevin, he’s so hard poor thing!”
I’m stroking it but only slightly, letting it inflate to it’s full impressive hardness.
“I guess we owe him for letting us hook up in his room.”
“And being patient and not trying to jump in”
“ya, that would be annoying”
Elizabeth points back and forth between me and my friend. “So do you two…”
“ya, sometimes”
“So you’re bi?”
“Just with him. I mean he eats pussy really good!”
“Ya! I’ve heard! To no end!” She leers at me. “I’ve done it with two guys at once before” confesses Elizabeth. “my boyfriend and one other guy. It was ok but they were a little too jabby.”
“I do it with him and Cindy”
“I knew she wasn’t really his sister!” exclaims Elizabeth, triumphant.
“Hey, I do it with a lot of my ‘quote’ sisters.” I say like the stud muffin that I am. Gotta brag a little.
“You haven’t fucked me yet”
“I really want to.” I quickly add.
“I think you should!”
“ya, you should” says Christine, “get some of this fine ass” She grabs the girls supple haunch and tries to point it towards me.
I get to fuck Elizabeth while Christine pinches her nipples and twiddles her clit. I’m able to give her one more orgasm, I think that’s 4. God, she has increadible kegel muscles. I tell her when I’m about to cum and she says to pull it out. She arches her chest up and I lay impressive ropes of thick jism across her tan areas and white areas alike. She’s seen me decorate her Sisters before but this is the first for her.
“Wow it’s hot! Sizzling!”
“Ya, he’s quite the artist.” says Christine before she rises up and tongue kisses me as I squirt the last drizzles on her blonde athletic conquest.
HOT.
. . . . .
Tiffany wants me to shoot photos of her and her boyfriend having sex in a motel room they’re getting for a night. I bring a camera and some lights from the photography department. She’s dressed in businesslike attire with sexy pinstripes and has spent some time on her hair and makeup. He looks a bit like a model too with tight abs and slick hair. He’s kinda hot until he opens his mouth. He acts really jock ish but takes direction well and we try telling a story in pictures.
I shoot a sequence as she does a little strip tease and gets down to her panties and bra. They look expensive and her abdomen looks toned. Her skin shows well in the lights. I direct her to get down on her knees and unzip him. He’s skipped the underwear beneath his slacks and is hard already with what is actually a very photogenic cock. I shoot from the side and she delicately plays her tongue over the tip of his extended penis. It’s a nice profile. Then I get up close beside him and get his point of view as she goes about swallowing his member and looking up into the camera. Well, she is trying to swallow it. She’s getting a bit hurried and awkward. I have to direct her to slow down, you can’t see speed in pictures, and she gets a little more than half in. It’s a good six inches or more and bends upward like an eager banana. I’m right at his shoulder and he smells kinda nice. I click a few frames and then “UHHH Unn UHH” he ejaculates way too soon and she gets all bitchy.
“Not yet! NOT YET! Oww! Damn!” She pulls it out and holds it away from her but he’s still spurting and she gets some in her hair. She seems pretty upset. It smells bleachy. I wonder what it tastes like.
I have them pose some more but he’s gone flaccid and we have to hide his lack of hardness. He’s embarrassed and that doesn’t make it any easier. He frigs himself furiously but has no success at getting erect again.
“This is just a weird situation, I don’t ever do that!” boyfriend pleads. Tiffany and I are unconvinced that this is a unique occurrence.
I have them strip naked and get in angles and positions so it looks like they’re fucking but his dick isn’t in her and we keep it off camera. She looks good in the doggy position with her back bowed and tries to act sexy but I can tell she’s pissed off at him. We’re done a lot sooner than I expected.
I show the pics to Christine after I develop them and she likes to comment on details but it doesn’t turn her on much. She does laugh at the pictures of Tiffany wincing and trying to deflect the spurts of her boyfriend’s cum.
“Maybe I should take pictures of you” I offer.
“Not with dicks in them”
“Not real dicks” I add.
“And not with my face in them. just body parts.”
“Ok.”
We mess around a bit and shoot some pictures. She models a few of her outfits, and some toys. She actually likes it and gets performative, positively lewd in fact! Warmed up and fragrant. After we wrap up she sort of shooshes me out. I think she needs to masturbate. I go right to develop the film in the darkroom and make some prints.
Our best result is a close up. It shows her two hands, with lots of rings and bracelets, grasping the wrist of my one hand which is holding the end of a thick ribbed dildo which is in turn dissapearing up her dilated cunt. She is wearing an embroidered corset with beaded fringes that trail down her pale abdomen. Her black fishnets stop just a few inches below her puss which she has taken to shaving completely. It’s a great picture.
When I show her the finished print that I’ve worked quite hard on in the darkroom she gets immediately turned on.
“Beautiful work! I really want to play with that toy again now.”
“Allow me…”
She does allow me and I fuck her on her bed with the dildo. She steers me and directs the angle and rhythm of the tool and I keep it penetrating her insistently, speeding up slightly every few minutes and the results are thunderous orgasms for her and a desperately hard dick for me.
“Can I fuck you?” I ask politely as she’s huffing and gasping.
“Honey, truly, I swear I was going to let you do that but I’m getting sore down there. I don’t think I can take any more pounding. Not in this little puss.” She gives me a sad face. “You’re really hard aren’t you?” Of course I am. I got to stimulate her and watch her voluptuous body in action. I love seeing her face in ecstacy and seeing her heave and gasp.
“There’s more than one way I can fuck you…”
She was still panting from the contractions the thrusting dildo had given her but her face changed. Her eyes widened as she caught my drift.
“Ummm! Woah! I dunno! Maybe?…” She knew what I was suggesting but didn’t say it.
“Have you done it before?” I ask.
“No! I’ve probed around a little before but… No I’ve never tried anything as big as you but… well maybe, ok… I feel like I owe you a good cum, and some dirty sex.”
“You might like it.”
“I do like to experiment.”
I scooted her to the center of the bed and grabbed a pillow to put under her butt. She was still wearing knit stockings and a long sleeve black top that had pushed up over her belly, all round and womanly. I went first to prepare the area with my tongue. Light licking around her rim and then forceful stabbing in past her sphincter. Her oozy cunt had already moistened the area considerably. It was humid down there!
“Oh OH! god! Oh! I like that !Oh Yow! Toss my salad! You sicko! You badgirl!”
I licked out her butt real good. I got my tongue up in there and felt her sphincter relax for me.
“Awww! You freaky bitch!” she gasped, ” Ok, try it! Fuck! I’m ready! ready as I’ll ever be for a guy to stick his dick in my ass.”
I get some lube which we had used for the dildo and grease myself up. I finger her orifice too and she seems to be opening for me.
“Ready to lose your virginity to me?”
“Believe me, that will be the only dick that I ever allow in there… or anywhere for that matter. So you’ll be the first and the only.”
“Here you go” I say as I easily insert the tip of my head into her well prepped asshole.
“Ok,slow, but keep going. I feel it streching…. oooowwwwww”
I feel it streching too and accepting my rod entering a centimeter at a time into her super hot tunnel. It’s three degrees hotter I’ve heard. It feels like a furnace. I get myself a couple inches in and stop, relaxing and pulling back a bit. Her rectum stretches back with me.
“In!” Christine’s eyes are wide and her thin lips spread. I push inward with steady force. Then out, then in, then out, then in. I start picking up speed.
Her labia are spread out and very wet. I drive all the way in to her ass and feel her sopping wet pussy against my abdomen.
“Does that feel good?”
“Ya. I can’t believe it but ya, it does. I can’t believe you’re fucking me up the ass and I’m liking it.”
“This is so hot!” I look down at the string of vaginal mucus connecting her gash to my abdomen. She’s dripping. It’s flowing down onto my shaft and giving us more lubrication in her back door. I fuck into her faster.
“Can I cum in you? I wanna cum in your ass, it feels so good!”
“Ya, Ya…”
“You look so fucking good.”
“Fuck me!”
“Uhhhhhhhhhhhh”
I flood her bowels with my sperm. The wetness lets me slosh around in there until I finally start to soften.
I kiss her. I hadn’t even kissed her yet.
“I love you” I whisper in my post orgasm bliss.
“Ya”
I slowly pull out of her tight hole and a slurping wet noise makes us both laugh.
“And now I’m a mess…” she cringes “… fuckin’ GUYS! Gross! Dammit!”
. . . . .
Halloween Party
Katie tells me she’ll dress as a nun if I dress as a priest. Alexa finds me a black jacket and slacks and I make a roman collar just out of some cardboard. That’s all it takes to look ecclesiastical.
The party is in a house divided into four apartments and they are all in on it. Hundreds of people. There’s a band in one upstairs apartment and and it’s pretty frat-y in the downstairs. The other upstairs apartment is owned by a theater person and it has a good number of men in drag and people of questionable orientation.
My sisters look good;
Lisa in a green body suit and red wig like a batman character. Whatever bra she’s wearing makes her look like a superhero. Those things could shoot bullets.
Jennifer is in drag as a man, a 20’s gangster, her tight pinstripe slacks show her bulging leg muscles. Neato!
Jamie is a 60’s hippie biker paired with her boyfriend. Her bell bottoms show her ass off real good.
Bonnie, Kelly, Chelsea, are all “sexy” versions of something; nurse, vampire, police officer. There’s a lot of possibility here.
Heather is Alice in Wonderland. I wonder if she wants me to go down the rabbit hole?
Katie finds me and we duck into a bathroom that has candles all over. It feels a bit churchlike. She is in conservative black with just enough headscarf to look like a nun.
“Bless me Father for I have sinned. It has been a long time since my last confession”
“Tell me your sins my child”
“I have been having impure thoughts…”
“About what sister?”
“About your cock, father.”
“Sodomy! Lustful thoughts.” I say, brushing her sinful body with my holy hands.
“FUCK me father for I have sinned!, I am a fornicator!”
My pants are down and her skirt is up. I would have expected nuns to wear underwear but I guess not in this case.
“Are you prepared to receive the holy spirit?”
“I am the handmaiden of the Lord”
My penis plunges deep in her very ready vagina. She’s up on the sink counter. I’m ramming swiftly into her yielding body. She is very verbal.
“Our father, who art named Kevin… hallowed be thy cock!”
I’m going to ejaculate pretty soon. I decide not to do the Catholic thing though. I’m going to cum in her. Maybe that will ensure that I’m the only one who does so tonight. My breathing intensifies and she feels the strain.
“fill me with the holy spirit!”
I burst inside her, clenching and pulsing and banging her head back against the mirror. It sets her off and I feel her body spasm.
“Hail mary, mother of god!”
That was really fucking hot but we collect ourselves quickly and Katie heads into the frat party. I go up to the art party
There’s a girl person dressed as a Geisha in an impeccable Kimono.
We are immediately drawn together and start dancing so close we brush lips.
Rosebud lips, white face, white cheeks glossy hair with flowers pinned.
“don’t you remember me?” comes her soft and low voice, ” I fucked you.”
It must be the guy named Jack who put the loving in my ass that night over the summer in Alexa’s room. I recognize now all of a sudden. I start to speak but am shushed.
“You’d better just call me Cio Cio San”
This vision in silk leads me down the hall to a back bedroom. Coats are piled on the bed. We lock the door.
“I’m not really into the priest thing but if you want to suck my cock, by all means do so.” Her voice is perfect. I do want to suck her cock. She backs up to the edge of the bed and I prepare to go down.
“Sorry I’m not a little boy… Father.” What a snide bitch she is. My mouth is watering.
On my knees, I push the folds of the kimono aside. lace top stockings, sheer, high heels,
High waisted black silk, lace front, very constrictive. I could see the outline of what was beneath. Pointed straight up.
I freed it and popped it in my mouth, flicking it all around it with my tongue. It was solid before but now it is stiffer. Sweet pre-cum. I bob my head on it. Perfume smells exotic. Sucking geisha cock IS exotic, and erotic. My recently stretched rod is filling again. We feel that her tight undergarment needs to come off and I work it down the white hips and over the silk stockings.
I cradle two tight nuts in my hand. I slide my circled thumb and forefinger loosely and then tightly up and down the stiff but narrow shaft and feel it surge and clench. I remember it penetrating my ass and pulsing with orgasm.
“Oh baby… oh baybeeeeeee!” High voiced” Iyyyyyyy! Iyyyyyyeeeee!” Cio Cio San’s penis gushes in my mouth. I let it remain there as long as it wants before meticulously cleaning it with my mouth.
I want to kiss those little red rosebud lips and I do. Cio Cio San seems more passive, more obedient to me now that I have released her seed and swallowed it. I stand up and step back.
She spreads out the kimono just so on the bed with her in the middle, one leg hiked up and over, one stockinged leg pointed out towards me. Curve of white ass cheek below the corset. Twisting back to partially face me, arm thrown back, finger tips inviting me towards her tight pink flower. Her hand produced a translucent bead which popped inside her anus.
“I’ts time for your sacrament priest.”
I hurriedly got my cock out through the fly of my somber black slacks and stroked and kneeded it. It was turgid and steely and a glob of precum oozed out which I spread over the head.
“That is a delicious looking cock. I would suck it but I don’t wish to defile my makeup.” Her voice was rising up and affecting a fake oriental accent.
I tried to let mine drop down to a manly tone.
“I appreciate you offering yourself to me Cio Cio San.” I was up in her hot crotch and my cock head nestled against her sphincter.
“Be gentle with me, for I am a virgin. Te hee.”
That hole definitely felt virgin tight as I pressed against it.
“do not fear Butterfly, I will gently open your flower.”
I ducked my head down to the bed, put my nose in her butt cleft and licked, lapped and ringed her, or his, muscle hole. I transferred as much saliva from my mouth to that puckered anus as i could produce and dipped my tongue in. It was opening for me. There was no sign of the bead, but it had gotten oily and slick inside there. The bead must have dissolved as lubrication.
My cock was back in place and ready to go in.
“Like an arrow to it’s notch.”
Just pushing into that beautiful geisha ass almost made me cum immediately. I had to proceed slowly and let the shocks settle. The heat was intense and Cio Cio San sighed at theatrical volume. We copulated at a slow and langorous pace.
“I think I could cum again.”
I put my hand up under the kimono and what I found there was indeed re hardened. Gripping her by the stiff prong in front I was able to thrust slightly harder and faster but still I held back and savored the sensation. Fucking nun pussy and geisha ass in the same evening. Sublime.
Her voice was rising as before and I felt prepared to stream forth.
“Give me your seed so that we may have a child!”
Well that was theatrical! I felt the urgency rising in my balls and stroked the cock in my hand faster. I heard her squeals and sighs and the cock in my hand pulsed and so did the ring of muscle around my thrusting dick and I moaned and emptied myself into Cio Cio San’s alabaster body. I hunched forward and kissed her neck as I spasmed and gasped.
“Beautiful Butterfly.”
I disengaged from the hot creamy love hole and steped back. She swishes and swirls and is covered by the Kimono.
“You must respect my modesty.”
. . . . . .
Just about the time I’ve run out of my special vitamins I get introduced to Pi alum chemistry teacher Prof Winston. Angela Winston. I’ve never seen her out of lab clothes. She kinda has a Martha Stewart look to her and I feel warm and tingly about that. Gray blond hairdo in a layered medium style that frames her face. Her chest looks matronly, especially in the ever present white lab coat. What I can see of her legs looks sturdy and shapely.
She helps me synthesize more. Wants me to come to her house and try them out. For research purposes.
She puts me in the middle of her king sized bed and tests my reaction by slowly unbuttoning her blouse.
She doesn’t have a small waist. I mean she has born children, three I think. I see pictures on the dresser. She has a cute daughter. Early high school.
“Young man” she gets my attention and focuses it on her cleavage, Her white blouse is unbuttoned and I’m getting feelings from watching her breathe. I’m just wearing underwear and they are starting to tent.
Mrs Winston proceeds to handle me until I’m bursting hard. She uses her mouth and hands and gets me to cum after 10 min of persistent effort. She holds my cock in her mouth and takes the first several pumps but then has to pull off. I keep spraying up in the air as she swallows with difficulty.
“Oh my word! Our medication certainly has an effect.”
Several minutes later, even after cleaning up with a cold washcloth, I’m still teeming with hot blooded hardness.
“Why don’t you rest for a while and we’ll make sure that your erection subsides” I try to take a nap for a while. It’s pretty comfortable, lying in her king sized ocean of white, high thread count sheets. Smells good too.
When she comes back in she is wearing a silk dressing gown and I am rested, but still hard as a metal pipe. I think she’s gotten dressed up for me. She helps herself to my tumescent rod. That middle aged (forty five?) vagina feels tighter than I expected but that could be because of my frankenstein dick. It’s creamy in there and I feel her dilating. She rides me, keeping it in deep and grinding down. She leans over as she cums loudly and batters my face with her hanging breasts. Child feeding breasts. She keeps at it too, adding lubricant, and achieves two more orgasms for herself. She’s sweating and laughing and thanking me but still I haven’t cum. I can feel the skin of my cock but it’s not transmitting inward and up to my groin where my orgasm would come from.
She tries to help me with it but after a few hours of valiant attention her husband is soon to come home and I have to scurry out. I walk all the way back to my dorm and it’s still stridently erect. I think about finding a sister to help me out but I’m kind of too chafed and uncomfortable and embarrassed to try. I say I’m sick and hide in my bed until morning when mercifully it seems back to normal. I’m even worried that my morning wood will spring up with a vengeance so I take a cold shower and try to think chaste thoughts. Those are in short supply these days.
She calls later to check on me and apologies. We must adjust the dosage. And of course more evaluation from Angela Winston.